Meng Lao continued to stroke his sparse beard and said: "Legend has it that this Divine Fountain is a way back for those who have died unjustly, and if the spring water is stolen from Yin to the mouth of the unjustly deceased, he will come back to life." ”

"Listening to Meng Lao say this, I think of an incident that happened in my hometown when I was a child......"

was listening fascinated, but he didn't expect Liu Liwei to suddenly interject, and everyone's attention shifted to his face again.

Liu Liwei's hometown is also rural. It happened when he was ten years old.

That winter, the eldest king of their village suddenly fell ill and died, and it was a cold night, and the people of the entire Banla village heard the cries of the eldest elder Wang's family.

Speaking of this big old king, he is really a rare good man, he is kind and charitable, and he is widely popular, he is only in his early fifties that year, the key is that not only has no disease, but his health is still very good, why did he die suddenly?

As the saying goes, "there are no young and old on Huangquan Road", the people in the village did not react much except for sympathy and pity, after all, there were more than half a hundred people in ten years, compared to those who died at the age of twenty or thirty, it is not pitiful.

According to local custom, people cannot be activated immediately after death, but are mortuary for three days.

Speaking of which, many places in the country have this funeral custom of stopping for three days, and many people actually don't understand it, because it's three days! If it's easy to do in winter, but in July, the corpse won't stink?

In the past three days, filial sons and grandchildren still have to keep their spirits, basically kneeling, and three days is enough time for people to peel off their skin.

Actually, this arrangement makes sense......

At that time, the first day and the second day were normal, who knew that on the third night, the old king suddenly sat up, at that time, the matter of the cat-faced old lady in the Northeast was spreading wildly, and the people who had just kept the spirit thought it was a corpse, and they were so frightened that they fled in all directions, who knew that before they jumped out, they heard a hoarse voice behind him, "Water!" Water! I want to drink water! ”

As soon as they heard the voice of the eldest king, first of all, their two sons stopped, turned around and shouted in, asking if it was the eldest king.

Who knew that he was scolded by the big old king.

The two sons were relieved, one ran over to help the eldest king, and the other hurriedly poured water.

The eldest king drank a warm pot of water in one breath to quench his thirst.

After drinking the water, he hurriedly shouted to the people who came around, "Catch the mistake!" Mistaken! ”

He was a little weak, and he rested for a moment before he could tell what had happened.

It turned out that day in his sleep that he felt two strange people crossing their arms and going out of the house, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly asked who they were, and where they were taking him, and their voices were very cold, as if they came from the cracks in the ground.

He said that he was a bad man below, and he came to be ordered to escort him and tell him that his time was up.

In this way, they were taken to a dark place, surrounded by strange people, some as tall as Yao Ming, some as short as Pan Changjiang, some as white as snow, and some as black as carbon, but they all had a common characteristic: they were extremely ugly.

Directly opposite sat a man dressed as an ancient official, and asked him something, and this person's voice was like a bell, which made his ears tingle for a while. The earwax is all out.

Asked if he was surnamed Wang, the old man nodded, and asked his name, after the big king finished speaking, at first, the official looked like the person didn't believe it, let him say it again, the big old man said his name again, at this time the official looked like the two strange people who brought him, the servant lowered his head and muttered for a while, and the two people hurriedly carried him home one by one.

On the way, the eldest king couldn't help but ask them, where are they going? .

The two of them only replied, "I caught the wrong person!" Send you back! ”

After stopping, it turned out to be suspended on the roof, and the eldest king looked down and saw another self lying below, this person had a face like white paper, and he was still wearing Tang costume-style clothes, and then looked aside, his sons and nephews were kneeling on the side in filial piety shirts and dozing off.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he should have died, and the place just now may be the legendary Netherworld.

He saw two naked little boys with a cup in their hands, walking up to himself below, and pouring the water from the cup into his mouth below.

Before he could calm down, the two weirdos said, "I'm sorry, you can go back!" ”

Then he threw him so hard that he lost consciousness and woke up feeling very thirsty.

Later, the eldest king lived for more than ten years, and finally died without illness.

On the night of the "resurrection of the dead", another man surnamed Wang in the village died.

After Liu Liwei finished speaking, Meng Lao nodded and said: "This big old king should have come back to life after drinking the water of the Immortal Spring, and mistakes will also go wrong!" ”

The story is very supernatural, but after listening to it, I feel very heavy in my heart, a bit of a dream colliding with reality.

Teacher Wu on the side muttered, "Could it be that Old Song is for this purpose? ”

"What are you talking about!" Ma Huadong patted Mr. Wu on the shoulder.

"Do you think it's possible, Lao Song also knows the legend of the Fountain of Youth, and also thinks that this is the legendary Huangquan Road, and there is a Fountain of Immortality at the end?"

Yang Jianqiang sneered and replied: "At present, it's not that it's impossible, but it's very likely, and I even suspect that he came here last time!" ”

"I want to ...... I want to go to make it easier! I was indulging in the bizarre narration of a few people, and I suddenly heard Wu Jinghan, who was sitting next to me, attached to my ear and whispered.

"Oh! So go over there, do you need me to help you watch people? Looking around, I pointed behind a large rock ten meters away on my left.

Eating and drinking Lazar is a normal physiological need, and no one is an exception.

"That's not necessary, I'll just go myself."

With that, he smiled at me and walked straight behind the rock.

I don't know what kind of mentality I have, but at this moment, there is a certain impulse in my heart, and I want to follow it.

Just as I was thinking wildly, I heard Wu Jinghan behind the big stone scream: "Ah-there are dead people!" My brain buzzed, and I almost jumped up from the bluestone slab, then took three steps and did two steps, and ran towards the big rock.

As soon as he was halfway through the run, he saw Wu Jinghan jumping out from behind the stone with his pants, looking very embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

"Yes...... There are dead people! ”

Wu Jinghan was already frightened.

Everyone else also came around, and Yang Huiling hurriedly ran over to help her lift her pants with a "mom".

"Hanhan, what dead man are you talking about?"

Teacher Wu also took two steps forward, probably considering that she was disheveled at this time, so she stopped.

"Over there...... There's a dead man over there, it's a dried corpse! ”

After all, he majored in archaeology, and after relieving himself, his face gradually returned to normal.

After everyone hurriedly rushed to the big stone, they saw a dried corpse leaning on the small stone on the other side, which was very similar to the dried corpse seen on the altar before, all wearing the old expedition uniforms from more than ten years ago, the difference was that this dried corpse had an extra hat on its head.

If you look closely, the dry corpse's mouth is open, his expression is extremely hideous, one hand is on his thigh, the other arm is drooping, and he still holds a rusty dagger in his hand.

There's also a rusty flashlight between the legs.

"It's another member of the last batch of expeditions, is this another proof that what Lao Song said at that time was a lie?" Xue Chuanqiang muttered.

This time, Mr. Wu did not refute, but sighed deeply.

"You see there are words on the stones!"

Yang Huiling pointed to the stone face on one side and shouted.

Following her fingers, she saw several crooked notches on the stone surface, although they looked a little blurry, they could barely be recognized.

"Song-family-Ming burial-this!" From the analogy, it can be seen that a few words were engraved with the dagger in the hand of this dried corpse before it died.

Han Jianli read it out word by word, and after reading it, he suddenly realized it: "It turns out that this dry corpse is called Song Jiaming!" That's not right! Song Jiaming? Song Jiaming is not Professor Song, isn't he? When did he die here? ”

Liu Liwei kicked him in the face.

"A kid is talking nonsense here, how many years has this dried corpse been dead?"

Han Jianli really looked at it again: "It's been more than ten years!" ”

Liu Liwei kicked again: "That's it!" Half a day ago, we were still with him, how could it be him? ”

Han Jianli patted the soil on his clothes, smiled, and was not angry: "I didn't say that this dry corpse is Professor Song who came down with us!" ”

Liu Liwei wanted to kick him again, but this time he cleverly dodged him.

"Then how do you know that this dried corpse is not called Song Jiaming?"

Han Jianli asked Liu Liwei with a smile.

Liu Liwei was so angry that he was speechless for a while: "You...... You...... How can it be such a coincidence! ”

Yang Jianqiang waved his hand, pointed to the dry corpse and said softly: "Don't say it, what he said reminded me!" Do you think this dried corpse looks like the one before? ”

I glanced at it a few times and nodded, "The dried corpses should be about the same!" ”

"Nope! Dry corpses are the same as living people, there are almost no two exactly the same in the world, and any dry corpse will retain the physical characteristics before death, for an excellent forensic doctor, let alone a dry corpse, even a skull, can basically restore the appearance of the person before death. Professor Gu said coldly.

That's true!

When I was in school a few years ago, I watched a lot of criminal investigation films with my roommate Yu Bo, what "detective files", what "forensic pioneers", especially the third part of "forensic pioneers", the forensic personnel were so awesome that they used computers to restore the appearance of the deceased directly according to the data of the skull.

We consciously dodged a void and asked Professor Gu to come over.

Professor Gu walked to the dried corpse with a serious face, put on white gloves unhurriedly, and slowly squatted down.

"He had been dead for at least ten years, if not longer, and was a middle-aged man whose flesh had dried up...... It's been too long, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get more information without the help of professional equipment...... Well? ”

In the end, Professor Gu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then muttered to himself: "This dried corpse looks so familiar!" It seems to be exactly the same as the one we saw before, whether it is body shape, height, or even appearance. ”

After saying that, he jerked his hand into the pocket of the dried corpse, and in an instant, my heart also jerked up, and I understood his intentions in seconds.

When I saw Professor Gu take out two small black notebooks glued together, my scalp exploded again.

Even if two dried corpses look the same, the things in their pockets shouldn't be the same! In particular, Mr. Wu explained that this small book is the work card of the Qilu Museum.

Thinking about it again, maybe they were the same as us, not only were they wearing the same clothes when they came down, but they also carried the same things on their bodies, and the work card on the previous dried corpse was Professor Song's, so it seems that the people sent by the Qilu Museum at that time, counting Professor Song, there were at least three, and the other two died on the altar outside, and the other died here.

Thinking about it like this, it seems to make sense, and my beating heart gradually calms down.

It turned out to be a work card embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and a phone book that was commonly used more than ten years ago.

In fact, at this moment, I was still a little nervous, thinking of what Han Jianjian said just now: This dried corpse is also called Song Jianming......

Grandma's, the name on it can be anything, just call him Zhang San, Li Siwang, Ermazi, Zhao Liu, as long as it is not Song Jianming, it is a good fortune in the world.

Liu Liwei and Yang Jianqiang were also obviously nervous, their hands were a little shaky, Liu Liwei gently took the work card, and under the light of several people's flashlights, he carefully pried open the title page with a dagger, and the handwriting on it was already a little blurry, but it was barely recognizable.

I just wanted to turn my face and see the name on this work card clearly, when suddenly Liu Liwei's hands shook, and the work card fell to the ground.

"What's wrong? Liwei! ”

Seeing this scene, Yang Jianqiang hurriedly asked.

"Oh my God! Oh, my God! Team Leader Yang, this ...... It's impossible! ”

"What the hell is going on, Liwei?" Yang Jianqiang asked urgingly again.

Liu Liwei was stunned for three seconds, and instead of bending down to pick up the work permit on the ground, he jerked out his clothes pocket, and quickly took out another work permit, which can be seen that although the color of the two work permits is different, it may be because the two dried corpses are in different environments, the altar is relatively dry, and it is located next to the groundwater, which is very humid, in fact, the two work permits should be exactly the same.

Han Jianjian's eyes were quick, so he quickly picked up the work on the ground and turned the first page.

This time I finally saw the name on it, and in an instant, the back of my backbone was like being electrified.

Song Jiaming! It turned out to be Song Jiaming's three words again. It should never be!

Liu Liwei put the two work cards together for comparison, and I was once again slammed into a hard beat, because the environment is different, and the paper colors of the two work cards are different, but it is obvious that the two Song Jiaming are from the handwriting of one person, which is wrong, you can't do two work cards at the same time, and after entering the underground space, his two work cards are held by two colleagues.

The odds are slim to none.

How can it be explained?

Everyone was silent, and the only sound of running water echoed in the air.

"Professor Wu, you said before that this kind of work was only available in the Qilu Museum at that time?" After being silent for a minute, Yang Jianqiang opened his mouth to ask Teacher Wu.